Hey! Okay so this will be part novelization of the game Blazing Swords where obviously the tactician will be given much bigger role. I hope you like it and I'll try to update this as much as possible!! Please rate and review! This will be the first time I'm doing this so be nice :)

Disclamer: I don't own anything Fire Emblem related.


Prologue: A Girl from the Plains

"Are you awake?" A voice from somewhere spoke as she tried to regain her consciousness and slowly she fluttered her eyes open and was greeted by the protected rays of the sun that is fighting to cut through the thick mantle that made up what looks like a hut.

"I found you unconscious on the plains." The same voice said and this time she looked to her right to find the source of it. She was graced by a beautiful young lady not older than 18. Her green hair almost like the color of a dark forest, is striking along with the high cheek bones and striking green eyes that is almost regal.

"I am Lyn, of the Lorca tribe. You're safe now." She nodded in response as she process everything around her.

"Who are you? Can you remember your name?" Name. Of course! She hadn't introduced herself yet. Heck she hasn't even spoke once. She cleared her throat a little as she tried to chase off the hoarseness of the voice that would surely produced when she speak.

"My name is Leira." The lack of knowledge of where she is left her wary and she looked up once again and saw the girl smiled. And sometime through that smile she found comfort. The girl seems alright and she took care of her so she must be out of possible danger. With that, she only thinks it is appropriate to return the smile.

"Your name is Leira? What an odd-sounding name..." Lyn seemed to think faraway trying to figure out from where must this foreigner comes from. But she shrugged it off as she stood up and brought the basin of water to her sink.

"But pay me no mind. It is a good name." She continued as she cleaned off the materials she used in helping cleaned up Leira. An awkward silent settled between them as the two are lost for words. She couldn't stand the silence and she badly needed to have something to talk about. Before her mind could even process anything, words flew out of her mouth.

"I see by your attire that you are a traveler." Leira glanced at the young gal and shifted to her travelling cloak that was next to her bed. She should be pleasant and kind to this girl for she helped her as she finally remembered her passing out due to the heat.

"Yes. Yes, I am. I've been travelling for quite sometime now." Lyn stared at the young girl that seem to be a year or two senior to her, quite astonished that a girl travelling alone. Wow! That is quite incredible. And she couldn't stop herself from being curious.

"What brings you to the Sacae Plains?" Finally done with her washing, she pulled a chair and sat right in front of Leira. "Would you share your story with me?"

Leira was about to answer back as she felt more and more at ease with Lyn when a strange noise of loud voices and heavy movements erupted somewhere outside. Lyn stood up, confusion written all over her face, and glanced at the opening of the tent and glanced back to Leira.

"Hm? What was that noise? I'll go see what's happening. Leira, wait here for me." She went outside as Leira stood up and clasped her travelling cloak around her and looked for her pair of boots. There they were at the foot of the bed! As she put them on, Lyn came back with horror and worry stricken her face.

"What is it Lyn?" What made her look like this? She could not help but feel worried too.

"Bandits! They must have come down from the Bern Mountains. They must be planning on raiding the local villages." Leira watched Lyn as she reached for something under the bed. Her eyes widened when she saw the sword.

"What are you doing?" She actually feared for her. Does she even know how to fight? Sure she looks strong and dominant, but can she?

"I... I have to stop them!" Lyn answered distractedly as she looked back at the bandits mere 30 yards away from their hut. She walked to where Lyn is standing and peered through the openings of the hut. There were two. One was going in their direction and another was at a near by hut, surely ransacking anything that he could find useful.

"But there were two of them. How can you handle that?" She asked her new found friend, concern laced through her voice. Lyn looked at the foreigner in front of her that she somehow felt some connection with and glanced back at the approaching bandit and felt determined than ever. She looked back to Leira. Determination and fire was all that Leira saw as she knew at that moment that no one can stop Lyn.

"If that's all of them, I think I can handle them on my own. You can stay here. You'll be safe in here Leira." Thinking all the while the safety of her new friend, but then, Lyn doesn't know her. She doesn't know her capabilities. If she'll fight those bandits, then she will help.

"No. I will help you." Lyn was taken aback by Leira. That strong conviction, it was a long time when she last heard someone spoke with so much conviction. But then, she wonders if Leira could handle it.

"What? You want to help? Well, can you use a weapon?" She's skeptical about it Leira felt. She may not know how to fight effectively but she knows she could help dutifully. Shaking her head she followed through an explanation.

"No. But I am a strategist. That is why I am travelling. To learn how to assess different battlefield."

"I see... So you're a strategist by trade? An odd profession, but..." Still skepticism wouldn't leave her heart but the look of determination that surely reflected on both of their eyes that it is evident that they are both stubborn and not one would back down. She heaved a deep breathe still unsure of her decision.

"Very well. We'll go together!" Leira can't help but let the small tugging in the corner of her mouth as Lyn allowed her to help. With one last nod from each other they stepped out and cautiously asses the situation. Lyn spot a boulder not far from the wandering bandit.

"Slowly approach that bandit and avoid being seen as so you'll have the element of surprise. You are wielding a sword. You'll be alright the bandit will move slower than you. Use that advantage and try carefully to avoid the swings of his axe. You'll have the advantage of the lightness of your sword." She explained the strategy and Lyn can't help and be surprised and amazed with her knowledge in fighting. Is she even being truthful when she said that she couldn't fight? How can someone be so knowledgeable in battle without experiencing it? But then this is not the time to be sidetracked with trivial questions.

"I'll protect you, so stay close to me." Lyn felt confident with their battle plan and she is so sure that they will emerge victorious. As advised, she lithely weaved her way through high grasses trying to be subtle as possible but the dead grass due to the high sun made crunching noises. Then one loud crunch, the bandit whipped his head to her direction and without thinking much, advanced to her with his axe poised high above his head, ready to strike.

The bandit's spotted me! He's coming this way! Lyn felt a second of panic filled her whole body leaving a tingle in her heart. Leira acted fast and shouted to her and snapped her out of her reverie. Shouts of Leira for her to move and to advance too and to strike immediately registered in her mind and she did what she is told.

She came charging and meeting the bandit head on and true to Leira's words, the bandit moves slower than her and she used that and saw an opening to the right of the bandit and stroke his arm and that left the bandit surprised and she used the split second of confusion to strike the back successfully but failed to anticipate the swing of his axe that she scarcely evaded but left a wound on her back. The adrenaline rush that course through her body allowed her to move more quickly and with one final blow, she pierced her sword through the back of her attacker. She withdrew her sword and looked down at the lifeless body of the bandit. Despair clouded her heart as the true feeling of battle seep into her consciousness. Being too distracted with her win, she wasn't able to feel at first the growing pain from her injury.

"Victory!" She smiled at Leira but was greeted with a frown and asked Leira what's wrong. Leira sighed and rummaged through her satchel looking for some bottle and finally she have found what she was looking for. A clear bottle filled with amber liquid that emitted a strong scent of freesia when it was uncapped.

"But you've been injured. Here, it's a vulnerary. It will help ease the pain and help the wound to heal faster. A basic remedy for injuries." She handed it to her and drank the bottle. It tasted sweet like the ones she eats when she was younger. Also, Leira put some salve in the perimeter of her wound to stop the swelling and another liquid bottle that would prevent infections. Leira never failed to amaze her.

"Thank you Leira! How come you know so much about medicine?" She can't help herself but ask. Leira gave her a small smile as she put her paraphernalia back in her satchel.

"My grandmother is a healer. She taught me when I was young. It actually became essential and useful when I started my travel." She learned this when she was younger? How old is she anyway? How long have she been travelling. Again, she should not let herself get sidetrack. The battle is not done yet. Only one more is remaining. She can do this.

"Now, let's go get that brigand over the ger! He has the advantage of a better defense in the presence of the ger. But then, he's slowness would be his fatal weakness. There's no other way but to charge head on. Just try to stay away from the range of his axe and try to evade it. You are fast but failed to be keen and alert enough to avoid injury. Just focus on striking his arms or abdomen. Be safe." Leira explained to Lyn hoping that the young warrior will be true to her advice. Lyn looked at her and nodded conveying that she will be alright.

Lyn crossed the grassy high lands with great determination that she will win this battle. That there is no doubt in her heart that she will push through it. She immediately made her presence known to the bandit and tried as her might to look intimidating and dangerous as she glared venomously at the bandit. For a while the bandit felt fear from the presence of such young warrior and nonetheless a woman. He cannot back down he is feared for his ferocious attitude. No mere girl will scare the hell out of him. For a minute they glared at each other, sizing each others capabilities.

"Who do you think you are? You think you can stand up to Batta the Beast?" Batta as he was called shouted and grumbled gruffly at her but she never felt any threat from the so called beast in front of him.

"Your cruelty will end here!" She vowed as she charged forward being extremely evasive to the blindly swings of Batta's axe. She evaded every swing thrown at her and waited patiently for an opening and right then, she jump a foot a way to evade another swing and rolled of her side and perfectly pierced it through Batta's left arm, his good arm. Batta cried out in pain as his swinging arm was wounded heavily. Blinded by fury, he swung his axe towards Lyn who is situated at the foot of his legs. She smirked knowing that the next blow will come it all down. With right timing and precision, she moved right away from her position, standing up and moving to the rear end of her opponent and pierced the sharp blade through his heart the very same time that he stuck himself with his own axe.

"What? How... How did you—"The bandit wasn't able to continue as the last of his breathe left him leaving him lifeless as he stared in the eyes of the one who he underestimated.

The following day, both women shared an unspoken agreement to not mention the gruesome reality of battle. They continued where they left as Leira regained her strength back.

"Good morning, Leira!" Lyn greeted her newest companion heartily.

"Good morning too, Lyn!" She smiled while she helped her set the table for a breakfast. They ate contently and having small conversations here and there when Lyn brought up something.

"So…" Lyn started nervously and that caught her attention. "That fight yesterday must have taken a lot out of you." She raised her eyebrow in question but nonetheless answered her true feelings about the fight.

"A bit. It's quite a while since I have directed a battle. It's refreshing but at the same time terrifying." She explained as she looked at the young lady in front of her with intense curiosity as the said lady kept a nervous glance once in a while.

"Say Leira... I want to talk to you about something." She nodded her head for her to continue. And Lyn heaved yet another big sigh. This is now or never. She has to do this.

"You have some experience in the ways of war, I can see." She paused for a while uncertain of her request. "Would you allow me to travel with you?"

"Lyn…" Unsure of what to say, can Leira really allowed that? "I guess you have to ask for permission from your father and mother. I'm not sure they will allow you. The world is a dangerous place to be you know that first hand."

Lyn felt cold hearing those words from the mouth of the tactician in front of her. Father and mother. Is she being serious of this? She is unsure.

"You... want me to get permission from my parents?" She answered almost breathlessly but still Leira nodded in response. Grave and despair fell on the face of the young warrior as she looked away and said the most heartbreaking of words.

"My mother and my father... died six months ago." She coughed away her voice as it threatened to falter while she relinquished those horrible memories.

"My people--the Lorca-- they don't... I'm the last of my tribe. Bandits attacked, and... they killed so many people. The tribe was scattered." Leira felt bad and pity for no one deserves to have such awful things. She reached for Lyn's hands and squeezed it comfortingly. Lyn looked down and gazed at the entwined hands and looked up to see Leira sporting a sad smile for her. She shook her head no and continued.

"My father was our chieftain, and I wanted to protect our people."

"Then why didn't you?" Leira asked almost delicately. Anger was evident in Lyn's eyes when she called back the memories of his tribesmen refusing to be ruled by her.

"But I'm so young, and our people were old-fashioned. They wouldn't follow a woman. No one would follow me." This time, Lyn wasn't able to hold back the tears from her eyes.

"I'm sorry. I've been alone for so long... No. No more. I will shed no more tears." She angrily brushed the tears away and yet another very awkward silence enveloped them. And this time, Leira knew that she has to give Lyn her space as she slowly walked out of the hut.

She walked through for a few yards and found the same boulder and sat there to ponder savoring the high sun of the spring season. What a chaotic world we live in. Chaos and fear is everywhere that in her years of travel, it grew quite on her already. How ironic that she hated wars and battle and yet here she is as a tactician, a strategist that plans on effective battle plan; a catalyst for the wars that she hated so much yet she couldn't help to avoid. This is who she is; this is how she was brought up. She heard rustling behind her and shot back to see Lyn with what looks like a better mood.

"Thank you. I'm better now." She said as she sat next to her. Lyn looked at Leira with all the seriousness in her.

"Leira, I want—"she paused as she corrected herself. "I must become stronger, so that I may avenge my father's death! Yesterday's battle taught me something. I won't become stronger by sitting here alone. Leira, tell me you'll train me, that you'll let me travel with you!" She looked again and the same determination that she saw yesterday in her young friend's eyes burned ever so strongly and how could she deny her that?

"Alright. We will travel together." She saw the delight in Lyn's eyes and was quite surprised when Lyn hugged her.

"You will? That's wonderful! Thank you! Oh, thank you! We'll be better off working together, I know it. You'll be my master strategist, and I'll be your peerless warrior! We can do it! Right?" She laughed at Lyn's enthusiasm and can't help to feel the same way too. She's been travelling alone for far too long and maybe, just maybe, a friend is what she needed.


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